You.
What amuses me the most
You cry to yourself every day.
You scream to be different,
But yet you're so much the same.
You try to act different
You're going insane
The one thing you want
But yet you can't have
To wake up every morning
Happy and content
To know people care
And your life isn't spent
You can't be different
You're too much the same
Comparing yourself to others
Trying to play a game
A team without players
You're the only one
Trying to be different
Putting others down
Not content with yourself
Pushing people around
This game you'll never win
Your sick and pathetic life
You'll never win.
Not even with all your might.
